The Wrangler

AP

Silly little angel
                     on my shoulder
She's a stranger
I don't need her for the danger
Long ago, I shoulda hanged 'er
Could I not have said it plainer
Could it be that I'm deranged, or
Is it you that should be shamed, or
Is this just a stupid game, sir

Oh well, no matter, I have tamed her

Off i go now to rearrange 'er

I'm the wrangler

Time to stragle 'er

I'm the wrangler

I'm the wrangler

I tie up and set aflame, your

Whole existence, wreck the frame for

Everything you've ever gained, sure

I could show mercy, end your pain, or

Let you live amongst the wranglers

Give your life back, and refrain more

I, sadly, aint one to abstain for

Even a second, I'm the bane. War

Is everything we know. Disdain

Is your best friend until we've slain. Your

Misery runs in our vains. Gore

And blood until you hear that train roar

So talk to God. Go now, arrange for

Whatever heaven's been your main lore

It's time to add you to our stained floor

Author's Note

JG, December 2010